The Royal Air Force has enjoyed a good days flight, with excellent weather over Iraq. The army has been continuing to prepare for the coming land battle, and I can report on the arrangements being made for handling prisoners of war...
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O mistress mine
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Where are you roaming?
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O stay and hear
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Your true loves coming
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That can sing both high and low
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Trip no further pretty sweeting
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Journeys end in lovers meeting
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Every wise mans son doth know
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What comes now has gone tomorrow
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Present smiles are full of sorrow
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But I see you in my mind
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From the shadows of my memory
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I can feel you walking near me
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And I¡¯m waiting for the rain to fall
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Dust from your eyes
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Angels are falling
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From distant fears
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Your cold hearts beating
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I can see you in the dark
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Or the flicker of a daydream
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From the edge of silent tears
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I remember and I smile
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What is love?
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Tis not hereafter
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Present mirth
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Hath present laughter
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What's to come is still unsure
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In delay there lies no plenty
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Then come kiss me sweet and twenty
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Youths a stuff twill not endure
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Waiting (O Mistress Mine)
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Nitin Sawhney |